Crowded Room – XTC

Across a crowded room
I first set eyes on you
My vision was impaired
Obstructed out of view

By those – faces in a crowded room
them – bodies in a crowded room
their – breathing in a crowded room
and their – pushing me out
down the fire escape

In the crowded room I won’t touch too much
I felt the punch of a punch
The language was enough
To send me running [etc.]